After Ding Xiaolian entered the inner hall, Wei Yuande held her hand and stared at her affectionately.
"Lian'er~~ You saved my life, and now this life is also in your hands."
Ding Xiaolian was flattered and said, "Your Highness's life is so precious? How can you leave it in Lian'er's hands? What Your Highness said must be reversed. Lian'er puts her life in His Highness's hands and is willing to do anything for His Highness, including giving her life!"
After hearing this, Wei Yuande was so moved that he burst into tears and took Ding Xiaolian into his arms and hugged her tightly.
"What a pity, you are the most worthy of my deep love.'
"Now, except for Lu Shaoqing, I have no reliable manpower. Therefore, if I need to meet with Lu Shaoqing, I have to rely on Lian'er to arrange it.'
Ding Xiaolian was very surprised when he heard this. He tried hard to keep his tone calm and asked with concern, "Isn't the Prime Minister the uncle of the state? How come His Highness doesn't have reliable personnel?
"It's a long story." Wei Yuande took a deep breath and decided to tell Ding Xiaolian the truth.
Ding An is very close to Prime Minister Zhou, so it may be safer to tell some things.
"The reason why I suddenly fell ill and became paralyzed in bed is all thanks to 'Xiang Zhou Chenxiang'!'
"This 'Prime Minister Zhou' is a fake. His true identity is that of a follower of the uncle. He used the art of disguise to replace the uncle, but the real uncle has already died at his hands!"
The expression on Ding Xiaolian's face suddenly froze. She never dreamed that things in the court would be so complicated.
She thought that Prime Minister Zhou was the uncle of the prince, and that as long as she cured the prince's illness, she would be rich and rich, but she never imagined that she would be involved in such a terrible power struggle.
The most important thing is that her father didn't know about her resuscitation of the prince, and she was just making up nonsense about him 'looking for medicine'.
If it is true that Prime Minister Zhou is a fake as the prince said, then wouldn't the chance of the prince getting the throne back be extremely slim?
However, there is no turning back arrow. Since she saved the prince, there is no chance to turn back. There is no other choice except Dingli to help the prince ascend to the throne.
At this moment, he didn't know what to say. After comforting Wei Yuande for a few words, he said, "Your Highness wants to see my father, I will go and make arrangements right away. Your Highness, don't worry, I will make sure everything is done."
"Okay." Wei Yuande nodded, paused and said, "It must be done as soon as possible. I have urgent matters to arrange for him to do."
"Yes, Your Highness." Ding Xiaolian responded and hurriedly said goodbye in the wind and snow.
"How's it going? What's the emergency, Your Highness?" Lu Qiao anxiously greeted her as soon as she returned to Yuling Palace.
"Of course there is something, something very important, I need to leave the palace." Ding Xiaolian took the money and made arrangements.
Not long after, she bribed the father-in-law in charge of procurement in the Ministry of Internal Affairs and rode the procurement carriage out of the palace.
After leaving the palace, he made an appointment with the steward to return to the palace. After getting out of the car, Ding Xiaolian put on his curtain hat, wrapped his thick cloak tightly, held an umbrella to protect against the wind and snow, and secretly returned to the Lu Mansion through the corner gate.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw Ding An and a man in official uniform sitting on a chariot, being carried to the study.
Ding Anhe lost his official position several times and was imprisoned several times. He suffered a lot of blows. His beard and hair were all white, his eyes were big and swollen, and his face was wrinkled like wind and frost.
"Dad, dad~~" Ding Xiaolian took off his curtain hat, put away his umbrella, and ran towards him hurriedly.
"Lian'er? Why did you leave the palace?" Ding Anhe recognized his daughter at a glance, hurriedly stopped the chariot and came over with his robe in hand.
Ding Xiaolian has been in the palace for several years and has never left the palace. As a father, he has never been allowed to visit the palace. This is the first time that father and daughter have met in more than three years.
"It's snowing so heavily, why did you sneak out of the palace?" Ding Anhe was surprised and happy, and touched Ding Xiaolian's head lovingly, "Are you freezing? If you have anything to say, go to the Nuan Pavilion."
Soon, the father and daughter entered the warm Nuang Pavilion, took off their cloaks and sat down to drink tea.
Ding Xiaolian held the tea cup, looked at Ding Anhe and choked with sobs: "Dad! My daughter is useless. After entering the East Palace for so many years, my father has not been promoted to an official position, but it has made my father suffer repeatedly. I am really ashamed."
"Daughter's words are serious." Ding Anhe also said with red eyes, "Didn't dad have been promoted now? Don't worry, daughter, after a while dad will beg Prime Minister Zhou to plead with the Empress Dowager and let him go.
You leave the palace."
"Dad, my daughter won't leave the palace." Ding Xiaolian said firmly, "My daughter still has a bright future in the palace. She can still be a queen in the future, her son can be an emperor, and father, you can still be the head of the state in the future. Why should you leave the palace?
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When Ding Anhe heard this, his beard trembled with fright, and he hurriedly covered Ding Xiaolian's mouth, and sent several confidants to guard the door of Nuange.
"Daughter, don't you want to die?" Ding Anhe turned pale with fright and said in panic, "Do you know who is supporting the new emperor? Prime Minister Zhou, that is not someone we can afford to offend. Eight out of ten courtiers will
-Ninety-nine are his followers.'
"He can't afford to offend him, but my daughter has already." Ding Xiaolian muttered in a low voice, and leaned into Ding Anhe's ears and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "My daughter used medicine to save the prince."
, he can now run, jump, and become an emperor, and he has promised his daughter the position of queen, promised his daughter the position of prince in the future son, and promised his father the position of head of state."
After hearing this, Ding Anhe's face turned bitter than bitter gourd.
"Oh, my daughter, you are in trouble again, aren't you?'
"Even if Wei Yuande returns to normal, his situation is over. He will never be able to sit in that position no matter what."
"Put away your dream of being a queen. Listen to your father. Go back to the palace and secretly drug Wei Yuande directly. This way you can still go to Prime Minister Zhou to claim credit.'
Ding Xiaolian's eyes narrowed, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
"Father, wealth can be found in danger. As long as you support the prince to the throne, it will be a meritorious service from the dragon. By then, our Lu family will be the greatest contributor to the Dasheng Kingdom. How glorious will that be?"
"Besides, I'm afraid my father doesn't know that 'Prime Minister Zhou' is a fake. As long as we reveal his identity, he will definitely die."
Prime Minister Zhou was shocked when he heard this.
"Daughter, please don't talk nonsense, this is a serious matter that will cause you to lose your head."
Ding Xiaolian blinked his greedy eyes and said firmly:
"My daughter is not lying. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince told her personally."
"As long as Prime Minister Zhou falls, who can stop His Highness from ascending the throne? That position originally belonged to His Highness, and anyone who dares to object is risking the will of the world!'
These few words really moved Ding Anhe, and he pondered for a while with a smile on his lips.
"If Zhou Cheng is really a fake, then the prince may indeed regain the throne."
Seeing that Ding Anhe was moved, Ding Xiaolian hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Your Highness sent me out of the palace just to meet with my father and plan how to expose Prime Minister Zhou's mask."
Ding Anhe stroked his beard and thought for a while, then took a deep breath.
"As long as Prime Minister Zhou is a fake, it's not impossible to expose his true identity."
